Today, while at physical therapy, they told me that I had one more session of PT, meaning that my next session (Monday morning), will be my last. I'm so god damn happy. In fact, I almost broke into tears of joy.
This is so loving awesome. I will never have to see that bitch again, except in three months, where I will get checked for progress.
During my last session, I will scream "I AM FREEEEEEE!!!!" before leaving. And that's a promise.